The silence isn't so bad . .

I don't remember the last time I typed into one of these boxes. A time when I was genuinely excited about drafting out my thoughts and opinion, my mornings and night, the food on my plate and the friends I love.

The silence isn't so bad. . . 

Is that why I stopped writing? Or maybe I was being slothful for most of the times that see my passion diminish. 

Wait, was that(blogging) even passion, or merely an act out of boredom? haha. To be frank, I cannot seem to recollect the pixels that holds the answer to that question. It all seem very distant from me.

So you know those moments when you happen to watch a long and boring movie in the cinema, and suddenly had to rush to the washroom coming back after two minutes only to realize you missed the most action packed/meaningful/funniest part of the story? Well that's basically a summary of what happened during my hiatus from the blogosphere. 18 months of the most meaningful, consequential, and momentous part of my life thus far. . But yeah. . .

The silence wasn't so bad . .  

So why (+ when who where what) blog now? Will I have regular updates? Will they be worth the read?

I don't know :)